Lack of style and teenage years go hand in hand
I was 17. I was desperately, oh so desperately trying to be a "goth", and thought that a shin-length leather trenchcoat would be teh BUSINESS. Now being a diminutive sort of chap I had fantastic difficulty in finding one to fit, until after weeks of searching I finally found one that would hug my slender frame. I forked over over my hard-earned £250 to the salesman who was grinning from ear to ear like the cheshire cat who'd just got the cream which'd been spiked with E.
After a few unwelcome advances from gentlemen who'd seen me from behind only to look horrified when I turned around it dawned on me.

It was a fucking ladies trenchcoat. >.<
(brutal stack Raided the beeves of Apollo on, Fri 1 Oct 2010, 17:00, 5 replies)

HAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahaha

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 1 Oct 2010, 17:02, closed)

nothing particularly wrong with going for an androgyous look
... if you're a goth.
(haberman is singing in the changes, Fri 1 Oct 2010, 17:06, closed)

Bwaahahahahahaha
That's awesome.

*Clicks*
( jim_bob can herd cats., Fri 1 Oct 2010, 17:18, closed)

Paul?
There was a lad in my college who did that.
(Iggy Pop's Teeth, Sat 2 Oct 2010, 18:29, closed)

I'm not Paul
...but I guess I'm now only joint-sharing the title of "epic tit" instead of it being my personal accolade.
(brutal stack Raided the beeves of Apollo on, Sun 3 Oct 2010, 5:16, closed)